Monday, May 25, 2015

Good lord, getting married is time consuming. When I last posted here, I had some strange idea that I might take a few weeks off to get settled and then start doing double duty here on my beloved-but-neglected old blog: the same music stuff as ever, but also plenty of content about being a newlywed. I think I may have even teased an events-in-reverse blog series about the wedding somewhere along the way. Ambition is a good thing.

On the other hand, realism is a good thing as well. We are three days shy of five months out from our beautiful wedding as I type this, and I just now am starting to feel as though I'm maybe starting to catch up with the scope and grandeur of my - and our - new life. This is in no way meant to sound burdensome; it has been my absolute privilege to take this time to fully intertwine my life with Rhea's.

It's a funny thing: because Rhea and I dated so long before tying the knot, I got to hear a lot of advice along the lines of "it won't really be any different." Which turned out to be complete and utter horseshit: everything is different. Everything is better. And everything has to be relearned, or at least substantially tweaked to work as a duet. That, dear readers, is what I have been doing instead of posting here, and I wouldn't dream of apologizing for a second of my absence. It has been the most important work of my life thus far, and also the most rewarding.

None of this is to say that I haven't missed hanging out here, though: in fact, we have had so many music and/or new-life related adventures in the last five months that should have been documented here; suffice to say, new material shouldn't be a problem. Off the top of my head, I've not blogged about the wedding itself, finding the best fucking record store on the planet in the process of getting married, several brilliant new albums, a Record Store Day that included Leatherface and D Generation stuff, amongst others, that I'm still super-stoked about a month later, and god knows what else.

It's a lot to catch up on, and I'm looking forward to doing just that over the course of the next few weeks here on my now-less-dusty old blog.

Talk to you soon!

Merged life, merged record collection. That's all of 'em, hers and mine...except for the new stuff and on-deck old stuff that lives under the turntable,,,and the bag of Stiff Little Fingers first pressings I grabbed for $7 a pop yesterday...it never ends, and that's the great part.